MISTAKE 71

Chopje 1 Waking Up

Chapter 71: Waking Up

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There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of Neil's voice, cool and collected as always, "Did something happen?"

"Someone is following Anya. Not one of ours. Find out if anyone caught them on camera," Daniel instructed.

"I'll get my people on it," he said, his tone light and somber. "We'll find out what we can. But you know it could be them instead of Stanley, right?" "I know," Daniel answered, glancing back at Anya's sleeping form.

"Your tricks have put a target on her back. Now they know what you would do to get her; they can't wait to get their hands on her," Neil said. "We don't know that it is them," Daniel said with a frown.

"True, but the chances are getting greater each day. Why couldn't you do like other men who have messed up and gone on your knees and begged? This is a lot of mess to clean up; are you sure you want to keep dealing with this legally? You know, there are many other ways..." Neil

started.

"It will not come to that. Find Stanley," Daniel instructed.

"Yes, boss,"

Daniel had only just ended the call; when his phone rang again, it was his mother. Worried that the sound would wake Anya,

"Mum," he answered.

"I heard what happened. How is Anya?" she asked.

"She is fine, mom," he answered.

"How could you let this happen? I thought you put some security on Anya," she said.

"She didn't like them, so I had them stay away. There is only one team around her. They are supposed to stay away and observe. It is not ideal. If something happens, they can't get close enough to her in time like today," he said, running his hand through his hair, "Briny her home later; I will convince her to let you put security on her."

"Okay," Daniel answered.

is she doing?" his

fell asleep," he

Changer 21. Waking Up

grandfather says you should meet him when you get back," she

"Okay,"

of his stomach. He knew that until he got rid of all the threats, they couldn't rest easy. And he was determined to do whatever it took to

thick with the mingled scents of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and quiet menace. Three men huddled over a battered table, their

piece of paper across the scarred wooden surface with a meaty hand.

realms of business, entertainment, and politics-people of wealth

snorted derisively, rolling his eyes as if his companions were particularly slow children. "Are you kidding me? You don't know who that is?" He shot them a pointed look from beneath his lowered brow. "That's Daniel Shaw's wife, you fools."

a damn death wish, but it is the 12 guns. Getting in between these two groups will not

this. Only high-up organizations

already took that job." One of them

eyes cutting toward the speaker

Jimmy? Tell

then had they realized that this was

slid a burner phone across the table

This was clear in their minds. They had to get to

line was ringing

jolted upright at the

motel room.

lying on the sagging mattress, mentally replaying his failed

had been leaving an art store when Jimmy made his

her, she'd fled straight through the doors of the

extract her would have been pure

number flashing on his burner's

of the tension bled from

old friend and former partner-in-crime wasted

now, Jim? There in the capital?" Jon on the

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